Beast Within
I love my cat with all my heart
But the beast within her occupies a part
For Mother Nature got there first
And gave her an instinct to kill; a thirst
At five in the morning I woke with a jolt
And ran downstairs like a thunderbolt
My eyes befell a wretched, sad sight
A quivering fledgling full of fright
A present from Cocoa, my cat, to me
I wanted to cry, set that poor bird free
What fate awaits that poor little might?
My thoughts; I wished it died peacefully in the night
For how can I play mother hen?
And what to feed, how and when?
Now it’s just a waiting game
That poor bird will never tame
Death, I know, will knock on my door
And claim that chick from my floor
I love my cat with all my heart
But the beast within her is a frightening part
p.s. I’m sure I heard my cat singing:
“One, two, three, four, five
Once I caught a bird alive
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Then I let it go again….!!!”
© Andrea Coltman